The boars are released
I repeat
The boars are released

Small bosses make big rivers
Of diamonds
Twice

The roses of Europe are Satan's feast
I repeat
The roses of Europe are Satan's feast

We are currently working for Europe

We are currently working for Europe

We are currently working for Europe

We are currently working for Europe
Even for the world

Dear old Europe, dear old continent
Authoritarian whore, aristocratic and libertarian
Bourgeois and worker, purple and pompous from the great centuries
And staggering colossi, look at your hunched shoulders
No way to dust off in one, gesture, in one
The old dandruff, the dead skins of yesterday
And tabula rasa, from here one could believe in rot
Noble and in suspension, it still floats in the air
Of this smell of sulfur

Dirty old Europe, the one who between two wars
And even still during caressed for her good
The belly of the countries of her distant elsewhere
And with dick in hand sprinkled her sperm on the native sexes
We get up from that, get up from everything
Even from bottomless falls
We knew how to go up, we knew how to go down
We can stop and we can resume

Europe of lights or then of darkness
Europe of lights or then of darkness
Barely fireflies in shadow theaters
Barely a spark in the night that settles and then pulls itself together
And then the new dawn, after the crimes of childhood
The mistakes of youth, we no longer tear the wings
Of golden dragonflies

We are currently working for Europe

Even for the world
Amnesty, amnesty or then amnesia
What do you want it to fuck
Anyway, we have to move forward
Let's hurry up comrade and then let's realize, let's realize
There will always be something left, go

Materialist then at least we are sure
Not to be mistaken, and of the tangible then until indigestion
Of the rational then and until bursting
Unstoppable logics, but still no sense
Hey, princess of History in her forced march
We end up getting lost passing under your multi-century arches

Even for the world
We are currently working for Europe
We have passed from your past arcana
Passed from your past arcana
We have passed from your past arcana
To technocratic charms
So Europe, so Europe, so Europe then
Brussels, Schengen, Strasbourg, Maastricht, GDP
GDP, EEC, Euratom, OECD and GATT, protect us
Market of this common AMI of such a small world
Single Euro currency, Nasdaq and CAC 40, orgiastic
Idyllic, make poetry, support culture
Produce spectacle and entertainment
As they say among our brothers across the Atlantic
And toc old Europeans, new masters of the world
While the Asian dragon dreams
Does his stretches, he is beautiful and powerful
Spits fire gently
While, while Ernest Antoine Seillière makes his appearance
And declares his love to us, he loves us and tells us
"We are not like politicians
Subject to the pressure of your street"
And we hear in the distance the clamor of the crowd
The beautiful movements together, the glorious parades
And then, and then the class struggle
But now it's serious
Hey baby, it's serious
We don't believe in anything, we build from scratch
This business and basta, we don't ride Pegasus
That was for ecstasy, and ecstasy is over

Extension, expansion if possible, but no dream
To carry only dynamics
First the money, baby and the rest will follow and the rest will come
That's what they say I think in this era
Blessed by globophages
Dear old Europe, your head barely knows your legs
Who often don't understand your arms
How does it work again
How does a body foreign to its body work
We don't know, we don't care, we kiss anyway
And then we are right

Dirty old Europe, do you remember the brutal force
Moody West, burning war, cold war
And finally tired of war and finally tired of war (and finally tired of war)
We are currently working for Europe

Here you go, schools of performance
And here are the bosses creators of Global business
Dialogue or Electronic commerce to sit giggling
On all exceptions to start
With this thing called culture

Stories of producers and consumers
From producer to consumer, from producer to consumer
And intermediaries to not know what to do with
Your whole soul has worn out on this endless path
And on this back and forth, come on let's go, us too
To enjoy, no reason, after all it will be fine
There will be enough for everyone, there will be enough for everyone
We said for everyone, for everyone, for everyone
And my ass

How high will you erect your ramparts
Where will you push back your new walls

Something got stuck in the throat
And we want to spit, it's the least we can do
But you can, madam, address us
Because not everything is lost, no, not everything is lost
From your dawn myths here the sun shines for everyone
And we believe in it
We are currently working for Europe
Even for the world
Something got stuck in the throat
And we want to spit it's the least we can do
But you can, madam, address us
Because not everything is lost, no, not everything is lost
From your dawn myths here the sun shines for everyone
And we believe in it

The pox on your faces
I repeat
The pox on your faces

The sighs of the saint and the cries of the fairy are no longer heard
At the bankers' banquet
Once

The hermit's pot is filled with rubies
I repeat
The hermit's pot is filled with rubies
Old Europe is the madam of the pink ballets
Twice

When the sirens are silent, the raptors yell
I repeat
When the sirens are silent, the raptors yell

The red and black of tortures are the flowers of evil
I repeat
The red and black of tortures are the flowers of evil

The day of the West is the night of the East
Twice
The day of the West is the night of the East

I'm not chauvinistic
But France is still the queen of cheeses
Tryphon Tournesol is a zouave
Six times

The spilled blood is the cup of tea of the giants of the fair
Twice
It's raining cats and dogs on the Concorde
It's raining cats and dogs on the Concorde
The model little girls are the chosen ones of Europe
I repeat
The model little girls are the chosen ones of Europe

Shit to safety
Twice
The madness of grandeur kills the mockingbirds
I repeat
The madness of grandeur kills the mockingbirds

If you can't find anything, look for something else
Peace in Switzerland
I repeat
Peace in Switzerland
The blood weddings set the horizon on fire
Twice
Europe's mascara runs on the plastrons
Twice
Life begins now
And now, and now
Europe is a small deadly goddess
Twice
The childhood of art is a sunrise
I repeat
The childhood of art is a sunrise

Even for the world
We are currently working for Europe
Even for the world
We are currently working for Europe

We are currently working for Europe

We are currently working for Europe
Europe

We are currently working for Europe

Europe's mascara

Runs

Dear old Europe

Dear old continent
I repeat

Great river

I repeat

I repeat

I repeat

Peace

We are currently working for Europe

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